Vol. 1: Chapter 10 – Steven, Manta, Dimmock, Winslet, Windsor

This novel was being updated on Liberspark.com but was kicked out of nonsense reasons.

Thanks to Tyrant from Liberspark, who acted as unreasonable as his name.

I wish Liberspark will prosper under this tyrannical atmosphere.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” I woke up screaming and breathed rapidly like any other mornings.

“Ahhh!” Someone was whispering around me, “He’s awake.”

Some tiny figures gathered around, which freaked me a little.

“I am Steven! I am a wingman! Thank you for saving my friend’s life.” To prove what he said, little wingman tried to spread his wings in the narrow carriage.

“I am Manta, I’m a dwarf. I’m not good at human language.” He looked at his hands, “Thank you!”

“I’m Dimmock… master of the desert, I’m a sandman…”

“I… I’m Winslet… hello.” I stared at her, she looked down and blushed.

“That handkerchief…” I touched my forehead, “were you wiping for me when I was dreaming?”

“Yes… me,” Her face blushed even more, “you looked very unfitting.”

“Appreciated.” I said, “You have no idea how hard it is waking up with a much-wetted head.”

“No… no problem.” The elf girl looked at me, “You saved Windsor’s life with your blood, it’s you I should be thanking.”

“Right! That Windsor girl? Is she alright?”

“Here!” A sweet girly voice came and the door was opened. Father put a little girl inside.

“Cohen, a girl cried to see you.” Father looked amused, “So I brought her in. I’ll let you talk.”

“Thank you, daddy!”

“By the way, due to the incident we had, we are on our way back the Darkmoon. I’ve sent people to their tribes.” Father closed the door.

“Hello! Big brother!” I’m Windsor! Windsor Don!”

She recovered well, judging from her reddened face.

“Good to see you, Windsor, how are you feeling now?” I flipped her head, “Want another drink of my blood?”

“Nope! If I don’t use magic, then I don’t need blood.” She bulged her pretty eyes, “Big brother’s blood tastes nasty.”

“Oh… really?” I was a little embarrassed.

“Don’t get mad, she’s like that.” Winslet said.

“By the way, how did you get caught?”

“Well…”

“Let me see…”

“We were…”

“Don’t talk!” Windsor jumped up, “Let Windsor tell him the story!”

“OK, you tell.” Winslet expressed great patience, “But you have to tell it right!”

“Winslet is the best!” Windsor kissed her cheek, then turned to me and said.

“Big brother, things happened. We are friends. My father meets with Winslet’s mother, Dimmock’s father, Steven’s father and Manta’s father every year. They were talking then we went out to play. A few days ago, Winslet and I found a beautiful bird, then I got the boy to catch it. Then we got caught by those bad people…”

“Yeah, Windsor was sick because of that.” Steven added.

“Father said humans are not to be trusted.” Manta glimpsed me, then said embarrassedly, “Though I think you are not one of them.”

“My parents are good people!” I said to Manta, “My friends and I are good too!”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ll show you! Let’s be friends.”

“Some friend, you didn’t even tell us your name.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I am Cohen Kheda.”

“That’s more like it! Still, you need to wrestle with me.”

“Meaning?”

“The dwarf thing! Wrestling is a must to qualify friends.”

“Is that true? Steven, do I need to fly in order to be your friend?”

“No… but you need to catch me up.”

“What…?”

“Don’t worry. Steven’s easy! Windsor will help!”

POWWWWW!

Moya was slammed on the sand ground, then Manta jumped upon Moya!!

“Argh!!!” Moya was pegged, and around them, Wilder was giving orders, “Marfa, if you do that you’ll get him down!”

On the other side, our lovely Windsor attached herself to Steven, and the little devil revealed her sharp teeth, her eyes stared at Steven’s arm, and said, “I’ll let you fly, aha, can’t you fly? Cohen will catch you!”

“Gee… you passed.” Poor Steven abandoned his rules for his own safety.

“Alright! All passed!” Carey declared.

“Whoopee!”

“We are friends!” Everyone cheered for this Friendship Qualification Convention. Of course, Carey came up with that name. Though she didn’t wrestle with Manta or raced Steven. Before Manta was about to complain, she pursed her lips, “Us ladies will make friends with ladies, we don’t want to be part of your guys.”